Queen of Quarantine (Brutal Boys of Everlake Prep #4) - Caroline Peckham Page 0,52

as Kyan eased himself into my ass instead, using the slickness from my body to open me up to him.

“For fuck’s sake, Kyan,” Saint huffed. “Do as I say.”

“Asshole,” I snarled at him as he ignored Saint, but the breathy pleasure that filled my voice kinda lessened the sting of my insult.

“Are we naming places I plan on fucking you today? Pussy, mouth, tits,” Kyan said casually in my ear, grinding his hips in a slow, teasing movement that told me he wasn’t going to be a complete beast about fucking me this way at least.

“One day I’m going to buy a strap on and see how you like it,” I panted and he chuckled, biting down on my neck.

“Good luck with that, baby,” he purred.

He pulled me back to lie on him, his hand moving to my clit as Blake knelt between both of our legs and snared all of my attention. My golden boy had a playful grin on his face as he stared at my body, clearly not too bothered about the change of plans as he got to look at me fully. He knocked Kyan’s hand away from my clit, leaning down to suck it and make me whimper, my eyes falling on Saint and Monroe who stood just beyond him, watching as they stroked themselves, seeming hypnotised by the view. Their eyes on me were enough to push me over the ledge I was already teetering on thanks to Kyan and Blake, and I moaned as pleasure rippled through me once more.

Blake ran his mouth up my body as Kyan slowly rocked his hips, controlling our movements as I gripped Blake’s shoulders tighter. I slid one hand down to line up Blake’s twitching dick with my core, running my thumb over the bead of precum waiting for me before twisting my hand down his shaft and squeezing it at the base.

He released a low noise of total desire as he thrust his cock forward and I drew him inside me. His body weighed down on mine and Kyan grunted as he was pressed down too and holy shit, there weren’t many better places in the world than being crushed between these two Adonises as they brought me to ruin.

Kyan wrapped my hair around his fist to keep it out of his face. It might have been awkward but it was so damn hot. Blake pushed in deep until I was so full of both of them that my moans became garbled noises that were somewhere between whimpers and demands for more. They started moving in and out of me at different times, one of them thrusting while the other pulled back, their pace matching each other’s as they built me up and up towards impossible heights.

I wrapped my legs around Blake’s waist and Kyan gripped the backs of my thighs, moving me to his demands until I was lost to both of them as they took complete control of my body.

Kyan growled in my ear, cursing and biting and suddenly he was stilling and swelling within me, his breaths hot on my neck.

“God you’re fucking perfect,” he groaned, slapping my ass hard again before drawing out of me.

Blake laughed victoriously, lifting me off of him and planting my ass on the back of the couch, his mouth meeting mine as he circled his hips and rubbed my insides in a way designed for purest pleasure. I moaned and panted, my nails tearing into his back as his forehead pressed to mine. Sweat beaded on his chiselled body as he finished with one final, earth-shattering thrust that had me coming apart again too.

He pulled out of me, kissing me sweetly and I pushed back on his chest, letting myself flop down onto the cushions of the couch to catch my breath, a heady laugh escaping me as I felt the evidence of two of my men’s desire for me seeping between my thighs.

I swung my legs around so they hung off the side of the couch and two dark demons moved into view around it, making my heart rate spike. Monroe held a glass of water in his hand, holding it to my lips and I drank it greedily as my eyes locked with his. Saint watched me with intent and as Monroe placed the glass on the table, I bit my lip with excitement, ready for more.

“You sure you haven’t had enough?” Monroe asked with a smirk and I shook my head.

“I need you both.